The LOUDEST PACK IN the UNIVERSE! (feat. Sugs)
I pull up to class with that loud in my backpack
Two blunts of the opp pack, lil' bitch I am off that
The choppa stayin' cozy my fit on it's all black
In the back of the classroom, I'm servin' that gas pack
I sold the teacher a dime bag and
She let me tap that
She blowing up my phone, but I'm never gon' call back
You get smoked like some dub sack
We got straps like its Baghdad
Come to school to stack my chips, I'm makin' plays like this blackjack
Blowin' up the bong in the back of the classroom
Raoul Duke stoned, they gone think I'm a statue
Callin' me a catch, Young Depp with some tattoos
This is not a catfish, I could really catch you
I'm so money all the babies wanna take me out
But I'm taken, how could I not be? Bounce
Copped a ounce of the cake for my wedding
Wow, think I'm dropping out, fuck a cap and a gown
Double Ds up on the choppa so I'm calling it Malkova
I got all these opps to smoke, how the fuck can I be sober?
All this smoke got me bipolar
I be only smoking pressure
I got shawty and her best friend tryna neck me in a Tesla
I crash a Tesla in the ocean, fuck Elon though
You stuck on planet Earth nerd, I'm in heaven hoe
I fuckin' died and came back just to haunt you as a ghost
Crack a 40 make a toast cause honestly I'm making dough
Say it to my face if you want smoke
Did you really buy that heater just to keep you warm at home
No Toronto, catch me outside posted up when it get cold
If you really wanna go there we can go and get it on
Imma go, so what's up then? Ain't care for instruction
I keep a preroll packed in the bag I bring lunch in
Ain't fuckin' with you cats, catch me out with the dunces
Fashionably late making my way to the function
Imma hit em with the touch down, bust down on my right hand
Six shooter kick back pass it to the right man
Come and throw them hands and you gon' end up in a CAT scan
Duke Nukem when I shoot them I don't even need a game plan
All black like I'm Batman, the choppa do the Can-Can
Eat xans like I'm Pac-Man, no really I'm the pack man
Shawty threw it back back
I might just attack that
Meet her after school, with that loud in my backpack
Two blunts of the opp pack, lil' bitch I am off that
The choppa stayin' cozy my fit on it's all black
In the back of the classroom, I'm servin' that gas pack
I sold the teacher a dime bag and
She let me tap that
She blowing up my phone, but I'm never gon' call back
You get smoked like some dub sack
We got straps like its Baghdad
Come to school to stack my chips, I'm makin' plays like this blackjack
Blowin' up the bong in the back of the classroom
Raoul Duke stoned, they gone think I'm a statue
Callin' me a catch, Young Depp with some tattoos
This is not a catfish, I could really catch you
I'm so money all the babies wanna take me out
But I'm taken, how could I not be? Bounce
Copped a ounce of the cake for my wedding
Wow, think I'm dropping out, fuck a cap and a gown
Double Ds up on the choppa so I'm calling it Malkova
I got all these opps to smoke, how the fuck can I be sober?
All this smoke got me bipolar
I be only smoking pressure
I got shawty and her best friend tryna neck me in a Tesla
I crash a Tesla in the ocean, fuck Elon though
You stuck on planet Earth nerd, I'm in heaven hoe
I fuckin' died and came back just to haunt you as a ghost
Crack a 40 make a toast cause honestly I'm making dough
Say it to my face if you want smoke
Did you really buy that heater just to keep you warm at home
No Toronto, catch me outside posted up when it get cold
If you really wanna go there we can go and get it on
Imma go, so what's up then? Ain't care for instruction
I keep a preroll packed in the bag I bring lunch in
Ain't fuckin' with you cats, catch me out with the dunces
Fashionably late making my way to the function
Imma hit em with the touch down, bust down on my right hand
Six shooter kick back pass it to the right man
Come and throw them hands and you gon' end up in a CAT scan
Duke Nukem when I shoot them I don't even need a game plan
All black like I'm Batman, the choppa do the Can-Can
Eat xans like I'm Pac-Man, no really I'm the pack man
Shawty threw it back back
I might just attack that
Meet her after school, with that loud in my backpack
Credits
Writer(s): Sam Arnedo
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